I’m in a stretch of brutal work-related travel and finding it difficult for some ideas to take shape. I was travelling last week and attended Mass at the Chapel of Christ the Teacher at the University of Portland. I have a loose connection to the university via Bear and that campus is a great reminder that nothing in life is ever coincidental. I am home temporarily and the rain that followed me from Rio to Miami to Portland has been replaced by a sunny fall sky. I managed a ride the other night (and a couple of short walks) and have made a serious dent in my holiday travel plans (which are very ambitious).

Watching the riots on social media and thinking of my Parisian friend. I just read a bit of trivia about Pink Floyd and Nassau Coliseum which also reminded me of her. Anything Peanuts–related this time of year also makes me nostalgic for family and friends. On the subject of friendship and nostalgia, I am visiting my college roommate after a work trip in a couple of weeks.